Settlement Day

The day I let my dream go.
It was settlement Day.
The day I signed my dream house
to another couple.
A Young couple that
was just starting out.
Just like me and you.
We sat at that big table.
I had painted a picture
in the hallway of
my dream. The Bee Patch.
A garden of dreams.
She commented on it.
I could barely hear.
I looked down to see
how much money
you would get.
Mine was nothing.
I had no strength to
fight.
nothing left in me.
I nodded and signed.
Passing the papers
fast to the left for
the next signature.
My Dream. My Life.
You are buying my
dream.
I left , not hearing
a sound . It was like
I was deaf.
People were talking.
I heard no sound.
I left. It was August and
so hot. It was 2 in the afternoon.
I left , knowing I would
Take my Life.
It would be ugly.
Too bad.
I went to my favorite
spot. I got out of the
car. My plan.....
To run untill I was dead.
I took off. Quickly stripping
off my clothes.
I was down to my bra,
and shorts and shoes.
Running, Running. Hours would go
by.
I could not see.
Water....NO I should
keep going.
I fall down, Face in the
dirt. Let the wildlife
eat me.
silence.
Good, I must be dead.
Just then I hear a voice.
A man on a bicycle.
You better get up
Lady, nobody will
Help you.
He passed me by quickly.
I layed there a
moment longer.
He is right.
I will not die.
And nobody will help me.
I got up.
Walked to my car.
I stopped and got
a Milkshake.
I was so exhausted.
I will find a
new dream.
And ....I....Did.